Max B - Blow Me A Dub (Remix) Lyrics
[Chorus:]I got a 50 of some piffy and the sour linger in my soul(Sour linger in my clothes)I was riding in the bucket and was riding in the droptop RoveI'm still up to whippin' now and thenWe got the power, Sylar poppin' on the stove(It's poppin' on the stove)And I'm blowin' a dub, duu-uub, dub[Verse 1:]Contemplatin' 'bout my trip to the BahamasAs I spin through my condo in my Calvin Klein pajamasLike, I peep the spliff, but if baby-momsBlowin' on some shit probably bigger than my baby armPissed the lady off so she comes to me for comfortPicture baby-moms, now she comes to me for cum squirtsGun work, got it if the nigga buzzed, pop it at a nigga mugWatch the Bigga ride, I'm tryna see this nigga die, rightI ain't givin' no mercyBaby need shoes and my niggaz is thirstyLadies want a nigga back in, *****in' fat *****I keep the extra Mac 10You can find me in the trap, on the AMPump is in the store right next to the JamaicanI'm a shake him, break him, take him to the basketYa momma picked the suit while they lay you in ya casketOwww[Chorus:]I got a 50 of some piffy and the sour linger in my soul(Sour linger in my clothes)I was riding in the bucket and was riding in the droptop RoveI'm still up to whippin' now and thenWe got the power, Sylar poppin' on the stove(It's poppin' on the stove)And I'm blowin' a dub, duu-uub, dub[Verse 2:]Now just when you thought it might have seemed enoughMomma in the room screaming beat me upMy brothers used to beat me upMeet me up top where they hella popNigga you climb, I'm a meet you in my helicop'I will never stop till the day I dieEven then they'll praise me as the great oneThey rate me at an even 10Seen the man in suttin' real wavy in the drive-thruYou can hide nigga I'm a find you, must I remind youDon't a nigga style come close to the Wave ManNigga I'm a made-man, cavemanHad to do my 8 in the state penThat's an old chapter in my life like The Great DanzPacin' back and forth thinkin' 'bout will he ever do the timeCan he go to jail, if he didn't will he do the crimePoppa in the staircase doin' linesGot his energy all up, nigga we ball upLike that, Owww[Chorus:]I got a 50 of some piffy and the sour linger in my soul(Sour linger in my clothes)I was riding in the bucket and was riding in the droptop RoveI'm still up to whippin' now and thenWe got the power, Sylar poppin' on the stove(It's poppin' on the stove)And I'm blowin' a dub, duu-uub, dub[Verse 3:]They tryna push a nigga outta the way, heyThey tryna black-ball a nigga, tryna take a nigga outta the game, heyAnd since I left, they ain't rappin' the same, hey***** around with' Biggavel you might not be rappin' again, heyBaby, baby, babyI'll make my money, set my cake upOnly got 23 days and then wake upPull the.40 out and get to smearin' ya make-upTear ya face up, bullets shoot from the waist up*****, killed my brother, he was 17Put it in his head, the voices, they will never leaveHe watchin' over, he be tellin' me"Max, take ya time, don't rush" if *****es hit me with the *****, I'm a ***** itOwww[Chorus:]I got a 50 of some piffy and the sour linger in my soul(Sour linger in my clothes)I was riding in the bucket and was riding in the droptop RoveI'm still up to whippin' now and thenWe got the power, Sylar poppin' on the stove(It's poppin' on the stove)And I'm blowin' a dub, duu-uub, dub
